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With stones to weigh my pockets down [Jah-Lilah] - Circinae - 06-13-2017 oh, my love, don't forsake me. take what the water gave me .. Circinae @[Jah-Lilah] @[Drea] RE: With stones to weigh my pockets down [Jah-Lilah] - Jah-Lilah - 06-13-2017 Let's say sunshine for everyone, but as far as I can remember we've been migratory animals living under changing weather. The sunburnt mare is dreaming. She dreams mostly for others, but today she dreams for herself. She dreams of her past lives, of days on the plains, dancing under the stars. She dreams of her first and only love, a sky-speckled man the color of dark water at midnight. She dreams of the many foals she's helped cross into this world through the vessels of their dams. Four hooves pitter-patter closer and closer, until her brain realizes they are not a dream. Her jade eyes flutter open and she feels the earth beneath her. Little colt hooves bound closer, and as she judges their next trajectory, she blocks the path. She's greeted by a pair of twin boys, they have the beautiful stench of love hanging all over them. Now boys, where ya'll going with all that love your mama's dressed you in? She speaks jovially, looking up as a resplendent mare comes trailing behind them. She looks endearingly exhausted, and Jah-Lilah can't help but feel some type of way almost instantly. A genuine smile covers her pretty face as she greets the new mother. Hey mama. As if one wasn't enough, huh? Her tone is not mocking, and her head is tilted to meet the young mother's eyes. They swam like the ocean, with a purity to match. Jah-Lilah was officially intrigued. It had been years since she had seen equine this color, it reminded her of the plains from whence she had come. She sidles closer to the evergreen lady, herding the colts back to where they belong. Someday we will foresee obstacles through the blizzard. Today we will sell our uniforms and leave together. RE: With stones to weigh my pockets down [Jah-Lilah] - Circinae - 06-19-2017 oh, my love, don't forsake me. take what the water gave me .. Circinae ooc: I loveeeee Jah-Lilah, sorry you've been waiting forever RE: With stones to weigh my pockets down [Jah-Lilah] - Jah-Lilah - 06-20-2017 It's empty in the valley of your heart... The sea-foam mare reeks of fear and worry, then all of a sudden relief. The mix of emotions lets Jah-Lilah know the type of mother the girl is. She's seen dams abandon their progeny at only hours old, but it was not my star-child's job to judge, only to pick up the pieces. She's nursed them back to health or put them out of their misery, whatever the Earth-Mother required of her. This cerulean equine though, she was different. A strength oozed from her. Any mare that could successfully birth twins, let alone twin boys, LET ALONE one with wings! Dayuuuuum. Special. Jah-Lilah could only ever recall one other girl birthing two healthy twins and surviving. It was many seasons ago, and the mare was creamy in complexion. Only a few shades lighter than these boys, come to think of it. Her mane was fire though, the color of ripe oranges. It had been a hard delivery, the mother barely lived, but she did it. The apricot-maned lady was the closest thing Jah had ever had to a sister, and she missed her fiercely. But! No matter now. That was back when Jah-Lilah had lived on the beach, with a clan of shore dwelling unicorns. They had taught her to swim. She's snapped back from her reminiscing by the loving but sharp tone of the siren ambling down the hill toward her, the mare almost canine in her movements. Or perhaps it was something else, Jah-Lilah do be tripping sometimes. She wears an embarrassed look at she cracks a joke about motherhood, and Jah-Lilah laughs with her, knowing all to well about wild-ass kids. "They better recognize, huh?" She comments encouragingly as the young mother doles out a light punishment to her babes. Clearly, having to be good cop AND bad cop was breaking her poor, bleeding heart. Jah's ears swivel as the girl begins apologizing, a look of genuine disbelief of her face. "Bothering me? Honey, if you and these two mini-nightmares were bugging me, I'd just move out the way. Your problems are yours." She reaches out her muzzle to exchange breath with this new, captivating creature across from her. "The Earth-Mother named me Jah-Lilah, but you may call me what you please." Jah-Lilah had never seen anyone like this bright, unique mare, and she was excited. She bobs her head and moves her nose down the girl's crest, sniffling and snorting. She squeals quietly, flicking her tail. She was enjoying the company of this creature, more so than any others she had met in the lush forest thus far, and yearned to be closer to her. "Why are you so far from home with your children, Wolf-of-the-Water?" ...The sun rises slowly as you walk away from all the fears and all the faults you've left behind. someday, we will foresee obstacles RE: With stones to weigh my pockets down [Jah-Lilah] - Circinae - 06-23-2017 oh, my love, don't forsake me. take what the water gave me .. Circinae RE: With stones to weigh my pockets down [Jah-Lilah] - Jah-Lilah - 06-28-2017 Once there was a way to get back homeward... Jah-Lilah chuckles warmly at the sea-foam mare's observation about her name. Where Jah came from her name was boring, so the thought of being considered exotic pleased her. They favored different names in different places she had visited, and Beqanna was no exception. There was a variety of names, some easy to pronounce and others a mouthful. Jah-Lilah loved them all, the uniqueness of this place was mesmerizing. Jah-Lilah is sincere when she speaks. "That's fine, you can call me whatever you like." The sea-foam mother's teeth click together near her cheek, and my bohemian baby is absolutely captivated. The fluid way that Wolf-of-the-Water moves is akin to the river not to far from here. Each motion is effortless and divine, and Jah moves her muzzle softly down the girl's neck. There is no hesitation, each move is confident as she steps even more into Circinae's personal space. She reaches the base of her neck, and begins chewing on the strands of blue knotted together. She works a tangle out, softly raking her teeth down the now-smooth strands and murmuring quietly. "Are you close though? To home? You seem lost, somehow, but you know this place well." Jah-Lilah is certainly feeling more at home now than she ever has since her arrival in Beqanna. There is a magnetism about this lovely mare beside her. "My home is the Earth, my home is everywhere. I go where my feet take me, and when it's time to leave I just leave. I came upon Beqanna like I come upon everything, by chance." She moves her nibbling down the siren's shoulder to her elbow, inhaling deeply, nose pressed to her skin. She smells like salt, like seaweed. An ocean breeze, perhaps. It's enchanting. Her ears are turned in separate directions, one swiveling wildly to follow the movements of the rowdy twins. Her other ear is trained on Circinae, eager to learn more. ...Once there was a way to get back home. someday, we will foresee obstacles RE: With stones to weigh my pockets down [Jah-Lilah] - Circinae - 07-03-2017 oh, my love, don't forsake me. take what the water gave me .. Circinae RE: With stones to weigh my pockets down [Jah-Lilah] - Jah-Lilah - 07-04-2017 Jah-Lilah someday, we will foresee obstacles Are you gonna be in my dreams tonight?... Jah-Lilah was racking her brain to think of the last time she'd been touched like this when it wasn't in the heat of passion. She couldn't remember. She lived each fleeting moment like it was her last, but strangely she wanted this minute to stay forever. The feeling of the girl's teeth and lips on her shoulder and back was intoxicating. She leaned into the sensation, a long, low noise coming from deep in her throat, sounding almost like a growl. Her eyes were closed in absolute ecstasy, she didn't realize how much she had missed this type of companionship until she felt it again. There was something about this mare that drew her in, she couldn't put a name to it, but it was there. She was a moth to a flame. As she speaks of the place called Taiga, there is a serenity in her voice, but also hesitation. It piqued Jah's roving curiosity, and she couldn't help but ask. "Drawn away? By what? Or is the better question, by whom?" Jah had an ornery look in her eye as she grinned at the girl. "I'm sure the mountain of a man who fathered these two urchins of yours sang a lovely song. Is that why you left? To follow him?" Jah's tone was baiting, a smile playing at the corners of her mouth. Damn she truly liked this unique equine! She was absolutely breathtaking! Jah had never allowed herself to get too close to anyone, her vagabond lifestyle would never allow it. She had many lovers and friends, but had left each and every one of them behind. The Earth-Mother had just never seen fit for her to walk the same path with anyone yet. Jah had conceded that perhaps that was going to always be the case, and had come to terms with it. As the sea foam mare presents her with a rhetorical question, a sad smile comes over her face. "All too well, Wolf-Of-The-Water. The difference is I try not to think about the things I've left behind. They are gone for a reason. I have no children, and have never soul-tied with anyone. I have many loves and lovers, but that's where it ends. The Earth-Mother put things in my path she wants me to have, and takes them when she's finished. An old man dies, a young girl lives. It's balance, my darling." She continues to work her way along the girl's body, treating her emerald coat like it was a fresh field of grass. The red mare refuses to miss a spot. So here Jah is, hip to head with her very own mysterious stranger, wanting to be shoulder friends. It is a strange feeling Jah has, the urge to move closer to this mare instead of further away. Normally when she feels like this, it is only to succumb to her sexual urge, an insatiable beast who will devour anything and anyone. This eerie emotion she has now though, it confuses her. She doesn't know how to deal with it, so she channels the nervous energy into preening Circinae's velvety soft body. ...And in the end, the love you take is equal to the love you make. RE: With stones to weigh my pockets down [Jah-Lilah] - Circinae - 07-05-2017 oh, my love, don't forsake me. take what the water gave me .. Circinae |